
1 Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head 2 Enough is Enough (No More Tears) 3 Make Me Lose Control 4 Deny Deny Deny 5 Bring the Pain 6 Into You Like a Train 7 Something to Talk About 8 Let it Be 9 Thanks for the Memories 10 Much Too Much 11 Owner of a Lonely Heart 12 Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer 13 Begin the Begin 14 Tell Me Sweet Little Lies 15 Break on Through 16 It's the End of the World 17 (As We Know It) 18 Yesterday 19 What Have I Done to Deserve This? 20 Band-Aid Covers the Bullet Hole 21 Superstition 22 The Name of the Game 23 Blues for Sister Someone 24 Damage Case 25 17 Seconds 26 Deterioration of the Fight or Flight Response 27 Losing My Religion
Meredith: [voiceover] A good basketball game can have us all on the edge of our seats. Games are all about the glory, pain and the play by play. And then there are the more solitary games. The games we play all by ourselves. The social games, the mind games. We use them to pass the time to make life more interesting... to distract us from what's really going on. There are those of us who love to play games, any games. And there are those of us who love to play a little too much.
Joe: Dude, is she knitting?
Derek: You know, as a friend, I gotta tell you, you look a little weird.
Meredith: I'm making a sweater.
Joe: You're knitting. In a bar. You can't knit in a bar, you’re scaring the customers.
Derek: Come on, have a drink.
Meredith: I can't have a drink, I'm celibate.
Joe: You mean sober? She means sober.
Meredith: No, celibate. I'm practicing celibacy and drinking does not go well with celibacy because it makes everything and everyone seem kind of porn-y. And then my head gets all cloudy and then the next thing you know I'm naked. My point is I'm celibate and knitting is good for surgical dexterity so I'm making a sweater.
Derek: You? Celibate? I just don't buy it.
Meredith: No more men.
Addison: No more men? Really? You? I'm asking, because we're friends.
Meredith: Every guy I meet turns out to be married.
Derek: Ooh ouch.
Meredith: Sorry. Or Mark.
Addison: Ok I'm going to over there now [she gets up and leaves]
Meredith: Sorry. Or, remember the horrible thing I did? Remember George?
Derek: You're making a sweater.
Meredith: I am making a sweater.
Izzie: He's just not George anymore. He's broken George. First he chops off his hair. Then he starts hanging out with this... Callie. That is not a name. Callie! Who is she anyway? I'm his best friend. Not that he talks to me anymore.
Denny: Triple word score. 69 points. Woman, I am beating the pants off of you. Pay attention. What in the hell are you doing?
Izzie: I'm knitting a sweater. Actually Meredith, that's my friend, the friend that broke George, is knitting a sweater. She's not really knitting a sweater, because she cannot knit, but I want her to think she is knitting, because she and I took a celibacy vow, so she's replacing sex with knitting, so I am knitting pieces of Meredith's sweater, so she can actually believe she is knitting, because if anybody needs to be celibate, it's Meredith, because she broke George, you know?
Denny: You took a vow of celibacy?
Izzie: Yes.
Denny: How am I supposed to get in your pants if you took a vow of celibacy?
Izzie: That is a very inappropriate thing to say to your doctor.
Denny: Oh, you know what's inappropriate? Promising sexual favors to a patient in order to get them to live, and then backing out.
Izzie: Denny Duquette, I so never, ever promised--
Denny: In my head you did. In my head, you delivered.
Izzie: Well...
Denny: But don't worry, you weren't very good.
Izzie: Ok. You know what, I was being nice. I was letting you win, because you're "Mr. Sick Needs a New Organ Guy," but just for that comment, I'm gonna kick your ass. Yeah, I'm gonna-- you put down "mount," Denny?
Derek: What'd you do piss off the Chief?
Bailey: Yeah, I pissed off the Chief. I had a baby. I gave birth. I created a human life. I'm a surgeon, we don’t do that. He's Mommy-tracking me.
Derek: He's just going easy on you.
Bailey: No, I change diapers. I...I clean spit up. I sing the ABCs, I am covered in mommy. But that does NOT mean I will be mommy-tracked.
Derek: You're freaking out.
Bailey: I just need a surgery, I need a surgery now. So for today, I'm your intern. I have not begun to freak out.
Derek: Alright, come on.
Izzie: So George? He's really, really your type, huh?
Callie: You don't see him. Either of you. He's just, he's just George to you. He's ... he's just O'Malley, your roommate.
Izzie: You don't have to get all...
Callie: He makes my world stop. George O'Malley is sweet and kind and smart and strong. And he makes my world stop. So you shut up about him. Don't forget to clean it up, when you're done smashing.
Izzie: Holy crap...George is her McDreamy.
Alex: So this whole lying thing, this is working out for you?
Mom with Cancer: Excuse me?
Alex: Look, you're going to die and soon. You get that, right? There's no rosy picture to paint here.
Mom with Cancer: You're not a mother. You don't know what its like to hold your newborn baby in your arms and smell the top of her head. And know your only job in the world is to protect her.
Alex: You think you're protecting her
Mom with Cancer: I am protecting her.
Alex: Well, I guess you can call it what you want. But you should just know you're leaving behind a kid that will probably hate you for the rest of her life.
Burke: Ahem... Dr. Karev.
Alex: No, I'm talking this time.
Burke: Excuse me?
Alex: I tell the truth. It’s what I do. It doesn't make me a bad doctor. Everyone walks around this place lying. Look we tell a patient that’s dying that there's hope when there is no hope. Maybe I'm a pig, maybe I'm an ass, and maybe I'm a vermin like everybody says. But I tell them the truth. It’s the one thing that I've got going for me. And you don't get to take that away from me and call it a lesson. Sir.
Thatcher: She looks so... so much like her mother. Ellis was cold. I mean, I was a coward. I was. I left. But her mother would never let me know her and ... now I don’t know how to know her. Uh...
George: Well, Meredith is anything but cold. She smiles - not that often - but when she does, you know because she's really going through a lot, but its... it’s like you feel warm. She's kind. I mean, she can be a little selfish... she can be... she's flawed, but she's kind. She cares about people and uh... she cares about her patients. I think she's going to be a brilliant surgeon. You know, around here, she's known as the one to beat. So I... I guess she has that in common with her mom, but... I think the rest of her, I think the rest of that, she gets from you.
Mom with Cancer: Study hard. Keep your grades up. But starting next year, you're gonna want to take two AP classes a semester if you want to get into a decent college.
Amelia: Mom, this is really morbid.
Mom: And your Aunt Sue is kind of lazy when it comes to personal hygiene, so you may have to be the one to remind her when its time to get your eyebrows waxed or your hair cut. But eventually she'll get the routine down.
Amelia: Can we not have this conversation?
Mom: Oh, this might sound random but, always wear underwear under pantyhose. I know it might feel a little bulky, but honestly it’s a little Slutty not to. And also, that’s how you get yeast infections.
Amelia: Mom, this is totally gross.
Mom: And marry a kind man. One who's nice to his mother. Now if he lives with his mother you run the opposite way.
Amelia: Mom, I'm not getting married anytime soon.
Mom: You will someday, and when that day comes, just have one glass of champagne and then you drink water for the rest of the night. Because there is nothing tackier than a drunken bride.
Amelia: Mom, I don’t want to... why are you telling me all this?
Mom: Honey, I've been sick for a long time and the doctors don't think that I'm going to get better.
Amelia: No.
Mom: Amelia, listen to me. Look at me. Amelia. This is important. This one is... is really the important one. Someday you're gonna have a baby. And you're gonna feel overwhelmed by this little life you're responsible and you're going to think... worry that everything you do is wrong. And that's normal. You’re gonna obsess about what to feed it and where to send it to school and whether it should take violin or piano. But I'm gonna let you in on a little secret: it doesn't matter. Whether your kid is a concert pianist or a math genius. It just doesn't matter. Because, at the end of the day, all that matters is if your kid is happy. So you're gonna feel sad for a little while. And that's ok. That’s... that's fine. But don't feel sad forever okay? You promise me that? You promise me that you won't feel sad for too long?
Amelia: I promise.
Mom: Thank you. Because you're making me feel much better.
Meredith: [voiceover] So go ahead... argue with the ref, change the rules, cheat a little, take a break and tend to your wounds. But play. Play. Play hard, play fast... play loose and free. Play as if there's no tomorrow. Okay, so it's not whether you win or lose, it's how you play the game... right?